What am I doing here? I’ve already accomplished what many can only hope to accomplish. Might’ve lost a few day ones along the way, but they’re why I’m at where I’m at today. The kid’s who looks up to me is the one waking me up to go to school, oh boy, what a mess I am. The kid whose father took care of me in my time of need and saw me at my worst. Oh how things have changed, I might finally a good head on my shoulders. I can’t let him live the way I did, and can’t have him do the things I did. This is all for his sake and I can’t stop now. I still have a ways to go.
